2017

Yesterday we said goodbye to my sweet boy, Shiloh. It was the right thing to do for him, even though it broke our hearts into pieces. Here is the letter I wrote to him before he had to go. ### Dear Shiloh, As I type…

“I’ll put the kettle on for your oatmeal. Don’t forget it!” That’s how it all started: the flames. The ashes. The soot. The melted metal. The pervasive stench of burnt plastic. At least that’s what my parents allege. Me? I was blowdrying my hair, getting ready…

Audio: “Let’s begin today’s meditation by taking several deep breaths, in through the nose, out through the mouth. Now close your eyes and focus on your breath. In. And out. In. And out. If you get distracted, gently make note of whether it’s a thought or a…